With the Flame Winged Dragon fueling the fire, the cultivators no longer held any reservations, dwelling on the fact that at least someone had successfully escaped from the lake; they believed that they, too, could escape from it.

It was all a matter of luck.

Many a cultivator is hard-headed, even the majority of them, each feeling that their destiny reaches the heavens.

After another five days, more than a hundred thousand cultivators hurried over from various places.

Even the Northern Realm's army, devoid of its Emperor, with persistent dissatisfaction in their hearts, had three of the Northern Empires form a coalition army of a hundred thousand, and they charged into the lake.

However, it was like dropping dumplings into a pot; hundreds of thousands of cultivators entered, but not a single one came out.

This mysterious lake seemed like a colossal bottomless pit, swallowing all the hundreds of thousands of powerful cultivators.

The remaining people finally became fearful!

On the fifteenth day, cultivators halted at the edge of the lake, their faces pale with fear and hearts trembling with terror.

"That Demon Clan individual hasn't returned."

"Where would a Demon Clan, or Demon King, come from around this Northern Realm? We have been deceived!"

"But why would they deceive us?

People whispered to one another, exchanging thoughts on their experiences over the past few days.

However, no one could understand what was truly happening.

There were quite a few cultivators who, deeming Divine Medicine unattainable, decided to return to their homes, ceasing any mention of the lake.

In Lake Heart Island, everything outside was visible with utter clarity; there was no dense fog to envelop it, nor any strange force fields preventing communication.

"It seems, they will not come again."

"Even fools must by now sense that something is amiss. Any cultivators who still come must be even more foolish than fools."

Count Three Lives and Sunset Three Laughs, had shifted from being shocked, to terrified, to calm, and then to lucky and excited over the course of these ten days; their feelings ran the gamut.

They had personally witnessed hundreds of thousands of cultivators falling one after another into the lake and sinking to the bottom. What ultimately became of these hundreds of thousands, they did not know.

But there sat Lin Hao, doing nothing special, and just by using the cultivators' greed and desire, with a casual wave of his hand, he had ensnared hundreds of thousands of powerful cultivators into his trap, turning them into mere ingredients for the pot; this move made them grateful that they were on Lin Hao's coattails.

Otherwise, who knows if they would be part of the hundreds of thousands who disappeared into the Divine Cauldron?

The two of them were marveling in incredulity, while the Nine Profound Heavenly Elder kept sending alluring gazes Lin Hao's way.

But Lin Hao remained unmoved, put away the Marquis of Wind's zither, and stood up, expressing his satisfaction, "It's about time, looks like we can begin now. No one else will likely be coming."

Finally, was it time to begin?

Count Three Lives and the others immediately assumed a serious expression, filled with both excitement and anticipation.

Suddenly closing his eyes, Lin Hao began muttering under his breath, and then, the earth trembled, and the colors of the sky and land began to change.

"What's happening?"

"Is this an earthquake?"

Outside the lake, countless people cried out in alarm. The cultivators who had not yet departed struggled to keep their footing as the entire ground shook beneath them.

"Look! The lake... the lake!"

Someone suddenly screamed, their brain seemingly short-circuiting, unable to complete their sentence.

"The lake is rising into the air!"

Another person exclaimed in a shrill voice, disbelieving their own eyes.

"No, it's not the lake rising; it's..."

"No good, run!!"

One could see the Divine Lake in the mountain ascend from the ground, its mud scattering, and golden light shimmering, vast as a mountain range.

But then, that 'mountain' suddenly collapsed, rolling across the land like a massive wheel.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Who would dare believe that a vast lake seemed to be uprooted by a colossal water-filled vessel, and then tipped over?

Not just tipped over, but rolling across the landscape with a rumbling sound.

Not only did it roll away, but not a single drop of water from the lake spilled out!

A spectacle, a marvel, a curiosity.

Never before in the Upper Realm Plane was such an oddity heard of—a lake actually rolling away on its own.

At that time, some people were so shocked they forgot to run and got crushed into meat patties by the rolling lake.

Some ran fast, darting away, but felt a chill at the back of their necks.

As if the sky had fallen and the earth had split.

In just over a dozen breaths, the lake rolled away into the mountains, vanishing without a trace, leaving behind only a deep trench and a gigantic pit where the lake once was.

"Am I freaking dreaming!"

The survivors couldn't believe their eyes; if not for the remnants on the ground, they might really have thought it was all a dream.

"It seems like the lake was contained by something and rolled away?"

Some were still contemplating, but others suddenly shouted and chased in the direction where the lake rolled.

A major event must have occurred; they had to see it for themselves.

However, by the time they caught up, the lake had completely disappeared.

As if it had suddenly evaporated from the world, vanishing without a trace.

The trail abruptly ended, not leaving a single clue ahead.

Not even witnesses were to be found; only some people from afar claimed to have seen the lake getting smaller and smaller as it rolled until it disappeared.

Everyone was horrified and incredulous.

Countless Cultivators scattered in all directions to search, but none could find the slightest hint of it.

The lake had rolled away into oblivion, leaving only a legend that soon spread throughout the Northern Realm, and even further.

Meanwhile, Lin Hao and Sunset Three Laughs were rushing towards the Bitter Realm at an extremely fast pace.

After the Bitter Realm, they headed to Gu Country.

More than half a month passed, and they finally reached Earth's territory.

The residual power of the last great war persisted, preventing the Seven Countries from provoking trouble. Earth's people pushed for the reconstruction of the Gu Country Imperial City; a new Imperial City was starting to take form.

When Lin Hao returned, countless people came out to greet him; Zhou Pudgy's face quivered with excitement, and Lin Guodong came with newly appointed key department heads to pay respects.

Lin Hao gave a brief introduction, then opted for seclusion.

The meat broth needed to be simmered. Having been insecure outdoors, he now finally had a stable environment to start the concoction.

In the newly established camp, Lin Hao ordered a strict defense, with three layers of security both inside and out.

Sunset Three Laughs and Nine Profound Heavenly Elder decidedly followed Lin Hao and became his protectors.

Lin Hao took out the Divine Cauldron and placed it at the center of the large tent, drew an Eight Diagrams Yin Yang formation on the ground, and activated the Divine Cauldron.

The Divine Cauldron, a sentient Ancient Holy Object, contained the soup-making methods of Lady Ghost and commenced the concoction on its own.

Sunset Three Laughs and the others widened their eyes, peering into the Divine Cauldron.

What they saw was the cauldron filled with water, with the Divine Medicine floating on the surface.

Surrounding the Divine Medicine, there were countless different fish!

Fish?

What they didn't know was that through the magical Secret Technique of Lady Ghost, the several hundred thousand Cultivators who entered the Divine Cauldron had transformed into one hundred thousand fish.

"Begin!"

At that command, Runes on the Divine Cauldron began to flicker sequentially, and soon enough, the water within began to boil.

Countless little fish struggled and flapped in the water, gradually being scorched and dissolved.

The water in the cauldron changed into a meat-colored broth.

"Put in all your heavenly materials and medicinal herbs," Lin Hao decided to brew a fine meat broth. Unsatisfied with just one Divine Medicine, he turned his gaze towards Sunset Three Laughs and the others.

These people were all renowned experts, and their Storage Rings must contain a wealth of treasures.

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